One Up
A/N: I'm in a rut so have a Shandy fake dating AU. It might be a one-shot, it might not be, guess we'll see.
The door slammed open, which instantly woke up Rune and made Shadow regret ever giving her a key.
"I need your help," Sandy said, closing the door behind her and walking into the living room. "It's an emergency."
Shadow sighed, putting his book down and looking at his friend. "Is it an emergency like that time Parappa got locked in your closet?" he asked.
"No, it's worse," Sandy answered, moving to sit beside him on the couch. "Family matter cause my cousin, Carol, is gettin' married and my family may or may not think I have a boyfriend." She continued.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"Pretend to be my boyfriend for a week n during the wedding. I'll pay you." Sandy said, wringing her hands together.
"Why not ask Static?" Shadow asked, earning a grimace from Sandy.
"He's practically my brother and he goes to family reunions, therefore being apart of it."
Shadow frowned, picking up his book again as Sandy threw her arms around him. "Please, as my best friend, I'll do your laundry for a month." She pleaded, green eyes wide in an attempt to look puppy-doggish.
He took her arms away. "Alright, fine. For my laundry. Long as you never barge into my house like that again." He said, briefly returning the hug she gave him.
"Alright, plane'll be here tomorrow at 7 so get packin', hon," Sandy said, getting off the couch and leaving.
Shadow sat there for a moment longer before standing. "Okay," he mumbled, looking down at Rune. "I'm dropping you off at Static's once I finish packing."
Rune looked at him for a moment before walking off and coming back with his bed. Shadow smiled, heading to his room to pack. Maybe this won't blow up in their faces.
"Holy shit, it's oppressively hot," Shadow said, stepping out of the airport with his luggage.
"It's the south, it's always oppressive. Besides, Randy should be out here." Sandy replied, tugging at the shorts she wore.
She waved as a dark blue truck rolled to a stop in front of them and a squirrel hopped out. He wasn't much taller than Sandy with a dark brown complexion and green eyes.
"Hey, I'm Randy," he said, sticking a hand out towards Shadow. "She ain't tell us much 'bout you."
"I bet," Shadow mumbled, grunting as Sandy pinched him before tossing her luggage in the flatbed. She called shotgun, which left Shadow in the back along with a vase Sandy's mom bought.
He could do this. It was just pretend. All he really had to do, from what Sandy told him on the plane, was avoid Aunt May at all costs.